Chapter 42 Zhuri
forty-two
Zhuri
“We’re all going to regret staying out so late come morning,” I groan.
After our little rendezvous in the shower, we separately snuck out of the locker room before meeting up with our teammates at Hops and Dreams. No one drank much since we have another game tomorrow night, and since it’s in LA, we have to be up early to fly in.
I’m probably more excited than I should be about the potential to kick Jack’s ass on the ice.
“Worth it,” Cameron chuckles. “It always feels good to celebrate a win.”
“I’m going to have to sleep on the plane tomorrow morning so I’m functional for the game.”
“I think the entire plane will be asleep, especially Reggie. His son is only six months old, so he hasn’t been getting much sleep at all.”
“Speaking of sleep,” I say, flopping onto the bed as Cameron laughs.
“Let’s get you ready for bed, Z.” He walks over to his dresser and pulls out an old Lizards T-shirt before tossing it to me. “Get comfy.”
I hold up the shirt. “You remember I’m six feet tall, right? This thing will barely cover my ass.”
Cam smirks before he leans over for a kiss. “And that’s a problem why? I fucking love your ass.”
“Because I’m trying to get some sleep, not get impaled.”
He throws his head back and laughs. “I promise to be on my best behavior, Zhuri baby. We’re just going to sleep.”
I eye him curiously, and he throws his hands up in surrender.
I guess we really are just going to sleep.
Cameron walks into his bathroom to brush his teeth, and I get ready. I shuck my jeans, shirt, and bra, leaving my panties on and pulling his T-shirt over me.
I was right; it barely covers my ass, but it’ll do.
I join him in the bathroom, grabbing the spare toothbrush he put in the holder for me. I brush my own teeth as I watch my boyfriend get himself ready for bed, stripping down to only his tight black boxer briefs.
I don’t even bother hiding the way I’m leering at him.
“I’m not a piece of meat, baby girl,” he says, his voice low and husky, and if I weren’t so tired, I’d probably push him right onto the bed and mount him.
I shrug my shoulders. “It’s not my fault you’re so damn sexy.”
“Says the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.” He wraps his arms around my lower back and kisses my forehead. “Sexy. Pretty. Beautiful. But those words still don’t feel like enough to actually describe how perfect you are.”
“Cameron,” I sigh, melting into him. I know his words are honest, and I just fall even harder.
“Come on, Z. Let’s get in bed.”
We walk out of the bathroom and climb into bed together. Cameron pulls the blankets over us before pulling me into his body.
I snuggle in farther. “This is my favorite way to sleep.”
“Mine too.” I can’t see his face in the dark, but I can still hear the smile in his voice. “Sleeping without you in my arms feels wrong now.”
“So don’t do it.”
Cameron splays his hand over my stomach and kisses the back of my head. “I don’t plan on ever sleeping without you again, Zhuri.”
I turn my head to face him. “Ever?”
“Ever.” He kisses me sweetly. “You’re mine, Z. I have no plans to ever let you go.”
“I really like that idea,” I murmur against his lips before taking them again. “Good night, Cammy.”
“Good night, Zhuri baby.”
Sleeping here in Cameron’s arms, I know it won’t be a good night—it’s going to be the best night.
The morning comes way too soon. It’s barely light outside, and I don’t want to be awake right now.
Apparently, Cameron doesn’t either because he doesn’t even budge when the alarm goes off.
“Cameron,” I whisper, but he doesn’t move. “Cameron,” I say again, shoving him lightly. “Cameron!”
I sigh because he’s sleeping like a baby right now.
And then I get an idea. I wiggle my ass and smile when I feel him hard against me.
I roll over to face him and lightly tease my hand up the inside of his thigh before cupping his hard length through his briefs.
“Cameron,” I say lowly as I gently squeeze. He groans and starts to slowly open his eyes. “Good morning, baby.” I squeeze again.
“Fuck.” His voice is full of gravel in his sleepy state, and it’s hot as hell.
“You needed a little help waking up,” I tease, trailing my fingers over his waistband. “I think I can help you a little more, though.”
“Yeah,” he rasps, helping me shimmy his boxers down his legs. “I think you can.”
I kiss him before crawling backward down the bed, stopping with my face inches from his hard dick. “Then let me take care of you.” I take my tongue and lick a trail from root to tip.
“Fuck.”
“Suck,” I smirk before wrapping my lips around him and swallowing him down. His moan as I do is guttural, and it only spurs me on.
I cup his balls in one hand as I take all of his length inside, feeling the head of his cock hitting down my throat.
I gulp around him a few times before he quickly pulls my head off him.
“Goddamn. You keep that up, Z, and I’m going to come way too fucking soon.”
I tease my tongue over his tip. “Can’t take too long, baby. We have to get to the airport.”
“Brat,” he chuckles. “Just keep your head still.”
Cameron wraps my hair around his hands and pulls tight before quickly thrusting his cock back inside my mouth. “Fuck yes, just like that, Zhuri. Such a good little slut for me. You have no idea how sexy you look with my cock in your fucking throat.”
I gulp around him again, and he twitches in my mouth. “That feels so fucking good, baby girl. Keep doing it. Be a good girl and make me come. I want to watch you swallow every drop I give you.”
His thrusts are punishing now, and I continue to gulp around him when he hits my throat. Each time I do, he loses a bit more of his control. His movements aren’t coordinated, and I’m dripping saliva all over his shaft.
“Mmm,” he groans, head thrown back in pure pleasure. “You’re such a beautiful fucking mess for me. I’m almost there, so make me come.”
He thrusts a few more times before pushing in hard a final time, and when I swallow around him, he explodes, cum pouring down my throat as I drink it all down.
Once his orgasm finishes, I let him fall from my mouth before prowling up his body. He pulls me in for a bruising kiss.
“Fuck, my favorite way to wake up now is with my cock down your throat.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, Cam.”
He kisses me one more time. “I really don’t want to, but I know we need to get up now.”
“Yeah, I still have to run home and grab my things.”
“I’ll drive you,” Cameron says. “I just need to get dressed. I packed before the game yesterday.”
“Grab us some coffee, and you’ve got a deal, Kovacic.”
He smiles at me, and everything feels right in the world. “Coffee it is. Get your cute ass dressed, and we’ll stop by your place before we head to the airport.”
We’re full of smiles and laughter as we move, and I start to wonder what it would be like to wake up like this every morning.
Just happy and content with Cameron.
I don’t think I could ever want anything more.